Oh they didn’t wait any decades at all to do that.

there’s not a soul on the planet that would defend behaviour as egregious as Pepe’s to begin with.

Rational behavior- like biology, chemistry, and physics- was deemed surplus to the show’s requirements a looooooong time ago.

See also Gray’s Anatomy, which somehow is still on despite approximately a century passing since its debut.

One would’ve assumed the owners already had full self-driving capability, or did they have to sign that away upon purchasing a Tesla?

I inherited a beat-ass light blue 1987 Toyota Corolla for my first car. I named it Maxine. Both her hood and trunk lids were held down by visible bungee cords, and would loudly flap open and slam closed over every speed bump.

They’re gonna have to really fawn over it.

She windmill dunked on Loeffler by... paying her a lot of money, I guess?

OMG, this. Anubis Gates is wonderful stuff. I’d go so far as to describe it as a rollicking good time, were I in the back-cover-copy writing business.

I remember reading On Stranger Tides way back in the 90s and thinking about how delightfully cinematic it was. The very first thing I said upon walking out of the original Pirates film was, “that was absolutely phenomenal, but I sure hope Tim Powers got some kind of royalties, because that’s absolutely his book we…

at every step he’s proven to have been right

Availability: Kirikou And The Sorceress is currently streaming on [___________] (in a low-quality English-language dub only, with English subtitles also burned in) and the Criterion Channel (in higher quality, with the original French audio). It’s also available to rent or purchase from [_________].

Oh no, she wanted to live in the spotlight but found the spotlight occasionally slightly uncomfortable? How very sad for her. What a victim.

(You’re right about booze and rental cars, but cigs were legal for 18yos when Paris was that age.)

In this instance, the game sorts players back into binary gendered dorms.

We’re all supposed to laugh when the King throws his boyfriend out the window.

Ernest Hemingway—perhaps at Harry’s Bar, perhaps at Luchow’s—once bet a bunch of fellows he could make them cry with a short story six words long. If he won the bet each guy would have to fork over 10 bucks. Hemingway’s six-word story was, “For Sale: Adidas by Tommy Cash collab.”